another dream

“Here, take a flier. Coach is making me pass them all out until they’re all gone.” Jasmin rolled her eyes, basically forcing the half sheet of paper into the other’s hand. “It’s for the soccer game coming up next week. You don’t want to miss it, really. There’ll be a bunch of hot girls in shorts running around, it’ll be great.” She joked as a smirk played on her lips. She tucked the stack of fliers beneath her arm and sighed. “Should I be this excited for the beginning of the school year? It feels unnatural.”

hey fam! i’m cher and this here is jaime.

he belongs to the artists clique

he can’t fucking paint or draw or whatever, but he’s good with music and all that. he can play four instruments.

his parents are divorced. he and his little brother stayed with their mom, ofc. his dad moved in nyc. his mom is a lawyer, his dad a music producer own a record label.

he does fairly well at school. but he hates it.

although they’re pretty wealthy he’s not really spoiled like his younger bro. he has a job, pizza delivery dude yep. and he doesn’t ask anything from his parents really. he works hard for it and all that.

he’s pretty sensitive. falls in love easily. loves to play music at the sidewalk or bars or wherever.